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Отг: The Moody Blues - Nights in white satin [re: Lazy] |
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Автор |
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Публикувано | 21.01.01 20:15 |
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Pictures of Home (Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice) Somebody's shouting Up at a mountain Only my own words return Nobody's up there It's a deception When will I ever learn
CHORUS:
I'm alone here With emptiness eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And whispering pictures of home
Wondering blindly How can they find me Maybe they don't even know My body is shaking Anticipating The call of the black footed crow...
Chorus
Here in this prison Of my own making Year after day I have grown Into a hero But there's no worship Where have they hidden my thrown... Chorus
Running, On our way Hiding, You will pay Dying, One thousand deaths
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